About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when most salons were closed, a delivery driver pulled up to Palm Beach Tan with an unusual package. The owner peered inside and found himself staring at a box filled with sun-kissed sand. Curious, he sprinkled some of the golden grains on his skin, feeling a gentle warmth spread across him. Word quickly spread among neighbors that Palm Beach Tan now offered ‘sand massage’—an unexpected but irresistible draw for locals seeking a little tropical magic.
2. At dawn, when most salons were closed, a delivery driver pulled up to Palm Beach Tan and asked the receptionist, ‘Is it true you can get a tan even if you’re not here?’ The receptionist smiled mysteriously and whispered, 'Well, let's just say our special UV rays reach through walls.' The delivery driver shook his head with a laugh, thinking he’d heard another Palm Beach tale. But as he drove away, he noticed his reflection in the shop window—tan already.
3. At dawn, when most salons were closed, a delivery driver pulled up to Palm Beach Tan with an unusual package. As he approached the door, a regular inside noticed something strange: the scent of freshly baked cookies wafted through the air. Curious, the regular peeked out and saw a neighbor carrying a tray of cookies. Turns out, it was just Mrs. Thompson from down the street, dropping off her famous batch for everyone’s morning break. The delivery driver grinned, realizing his mistake, but no one seemed to mind—especially not when they tasted those cookies.
4. At dawn, when most salons were closed, a delivery driver pulled up to Palm Beach Tan. The air filled with an unfamiliar scent—a mix of citrus and something sweet, like sunshine and mangoes. The driver knocked softly on the door, but no one answered. Curious, he peered inside and saw only rows of empty tanning beds, their lights gently glowing. Smiling to himself, he decided to leave the mysterious package there for ‘a regular’ who always came at odd hours. As he drove away, the faint sound of laughter drifted from within—the smell of sunshine and mangoes had apparently lured in a neighbor who loved early-morning tan sessions.